Hi It’s Me! I’d Be Happy With Either Hayden Characters Or Gossip Girl💕

K-12 y/n au

Jake weeber x fem reader

Working hard on set💕🩰

Liked by Tara yummy Madison Beer Jake Webber Johnny Gilbert

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Tara yummy can’t wait to see this movie you look gorgeous 

y/n/l/n :Reply ahh your the one who is gorgeous

Jake Webber: my beautiful gf working hard ❤️

Y/n/l/n :replied I miss you so much can’t wait to see you soon I love you 💕

Jake Webber : replied love you more 

Getting ready on set>33

Liked by Tara yummy Johnny Gilbert Jake weeber and…

Johnny Gilbert : you are this up

Y/n/l/n replied: ok I see you being sassy 💁‍♀️

I got lazy ask for part two

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tara yummy x fem reader fluff

Sweet Surprises

It was a bright Saturday morning, the sun shining cheerfully through the curtains of your cozy apartment. You had planned a quiet day for yourself, one filled with books, coffee, and perhaps a little bit of baking. But your mind kept wandering back to her—the bubbly girl from the cafe down the street, Tara. You had met her a few weeks ago; she was the barista with the sweetest smile and a knack for whipping up the most delicious pastries.

Excitedly, you hopped out of bed, your heart fluttering at the thought of seeing Tara again. You decided you’d bake something special and bring it to her at the cafe, maybe even get a chance to chat with her a little longer.

After rummaging through your pantry, you settled on making cupcakes topped with fluffy vanilla frosting and colorful sprinkles—the kind of treat that always brought a smile to your face. You mixed the ingredients with care, imagining how happy Tara would be to receive them.

Once the cupcakes were in the oven, the sweet aroma filled your kitchen, making your stomach rumble with anticipation. After what felt like an eternity, they were finally ready, golden and perfect. You carefully frosted them, adding a rainbow of sprinkles on top, and placed them in a cute box.

With the box in hand, you made your way to Tara’s cafe, your heart racing a little faster with every step. As you entered, the familiar scent of coffee and baked goods engulfed you, making you feel at home. The small establishment was busier than usual, but there she was—Tara, standing behind the counter, her laughter ringing through the air as she interacted with customers.

You approached the counter, trying to hide your nerves. When her eyes landed on you, they lit up, and her smile widened. “Hey there! What a nice surprise! What can I get for you today?” she asked, her voice melodic.

You beamed, handing her the box of cupcakes. “I made these for you! Just a little something to brighten your day.”

Tara’s eyes sparkled with delight as she opened the box, her expression transforming into one of pure joy. “Oh my gosh, they’re adorable! You made these yourself?” she exclaimed, her excitement contagious.

“Yeah, I thought you might like them,” you replied, feeling giddy at her reaction.

“They look amazing! You’re so talented,” she complimented, peering closer at the colorful treats. “Can I try one right now?”

“Of course! They’re meant to be shared,” you said with a grin.

Tara picked one up and took a bite, her face lighting up even more. “Mmm, this is delicious! You have to tell me your secret,” she said between mouthfuls, her eyes sparkling.

You both laughed, your heart swelling at the sight of her enjoying your effort. “It’s really just a simple recipe, but I’m glad you like it!”

As the two of you chatted, the busy cafe faded into the background. You learned about Tara’s dreams and her favorite coffee blends, while she listened intently as you shared stories about your hobbies. It felt easy and natural, as if you had known each other for ages.

After a while, the cafe quieted down, and Tara leaned against the counter, a playful grin on her face. “You know, this has been the best part of my day. I think I need to reward you for these amazing cupcakes.”

“Oh? And how do you plan on doing that?” you teased, your heart racing at the thought.

“How about I make you my special drink? It’s a secret recipe, and I only share it with my favorite customers,” she winked, her confidence shining through.

Your cheeks flushed, feeling a warmth spread through you. “I’d love that,” you said, smiling shyly.

Tara busied herself behind the counter, whipping up the drink with meticulous care. When she returned with a vibrant, colorful concoction, your eyes widened in surprise. “Here you go! I call it ‘The Tara Yummy.’ It’s sweet, a little fruity, and definitely a treat!”

You took a sip, surprised by the explosion of flavors. “This is incredible! You’re a mixologist as well as a baker!”

Tara laughed, her eyes sparkling. “I do my best! But let’s be honest, your cupcakes are the star of the show today.”

The playful banter continued, and as you two exchanged glances filled with unspoken understanding, you felt a spark igniting between you. You knew that this was just the beginning of something sweet—a friendship, or perhaps something even more special.

As the sun began to set, painting the sky in hues of pink and orange, you felt grateful for that simple decision to bake. Life had a funny way of bringing people together, and today, it brought you closer to Tara, the girl who made everything feel just a little bit sweeter.

And just like the cupcakes you had made, you realized that this story was just the beginning, with all the potential for many more delicious adventures to come.

Jake Webber x sensitive fem reader🫶🏼

delicate

a/n: omgomg first request hellooo! i really hope you enjoy this as much as i enjoyed writing it, mwah 💋

summary: your sensitive heart can't take the stress of day to day life sometimes but jake is always there for you during the rough days

tw: crying, breakdown

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you were always an overly sensitive person you felt everything very deeply sometimes it feels like a blessing but most times it's a curse, you always felt so dumb for having such big emotions.

your boyfriend jake understands your sensitivity more than most people and you'll always be grateful for that. he makes you feel so seen and heard even if you're crying over some spilled milk.

today was a really hard day for you there's been one bad thing after another like dominoes you had just came back home after spending the day out running errands. you come home to an empty house it's dark so you switch the lights on you head to your room sighing and falling onto the bed with a loud sigh your cat crawls up on the bed nestling on the pillow near your head you smile slightly stroking his fur.

with another sigh you get up grabbing your computer you had been putting off editing this new video for your channel but it's long overdue and you need to post soon. you open up your computer heading straight for your editing app but something was wrong your internet wasn't working you let out a frustrated huff and desperately kept trying to refresh the app.

"no no no please no.." you said under your breath on the verge of tears "come on please work please" you had tried everything nothing was working you pushed your computer aside in frustration.

you curled up in a ball knees to your chest and head dug into your knees everything was just horrible today your go to coffee place was closed for renovation so you skipped breakfast and while you were running errands you lost your airpods and you came home hoping for something to go right today but it just wasn't working out for you.

you started crying your mascara staining your cheeks, you picked up your phone feeling a wave of frustration as soon as you see the no wi fi icon in the corner you ignored the frustration and decided to call the only person you know would understand.

you clicked jake's contact and impatiently waited as it rang

"hey y/n you okay?"

he asked because you hardly ever call anyone without texting first to make sure they can call

"where are you?"

he took note of her shaky voice and sniffles over the phone line

"i'm on my way"

he was actually on his way home but he knew something was up and that you needed him

"really?"

you said in between cries

"yes really baby i'm coming hold on okay?"

you nodded momentarily forgetting he can't see you. you put your phone down not wanting to end the call until he was here.

in the next 15 minutes you heard the doorbell of your apartment ring you hurried to the door wanting nothing but to be in his arms your body pressed against his warmth.

you opened the door looking up at your boyfriend with glossy eyes and pink mascara stained cheeks he immediately engulfed you in a hug you stroking your back

"oh baby.."

you sobbed into his chest all your frustration taking over your head

"i'm sorry it's just all too much today.."

you said shakily he pulled away to look at you

"no hey, never apologize for things like this please.."

after you cried for a while he led you to your room both of you sitting on the white fluffy sheets you sat there wiping the corners of your eyes with your sleeve he had his hand on your hip rubbing it up and down hoping to give you any sense of comfort

"wanna tell me what's been going on?"

he spoke up breaking the silence tucking your hair behind your ear as he spoke

"it's stupid jake.."

you blurted letting out a sad laugh

"hey, nothing that makes you this upset is stupid no matter what it is hon."

you smiled at him he always knew the right things to say you were feeling so grateful and wondering what you did to deserve a boyfriend this understanding you sighed getting ready to tell him everything.

"it's just been a sucky day and i came home and tried to edit that vlog i filmed for the channel a couple days ago and i don't have any internet so it just threw me off the edge you know?"

he gave you his full attention nodding as you spoke

"okay well how about we head to my place for the night i'll bring your computer and you don't have to worry about editing or uploading anything i'll do it all for you does that sound good?"

you smiled your first genuine smile today and you nodded

the rest of the night was so perfect you were screaming songs in the car on the way to his house and when you got there you and johnnie raided the kitchen for snacks while jake took care of your vlog for you.

you were so grateful that jake and johnnie were in your life you'd be so lost without them.

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tara yummy x fem reader fluff

Sweet Surprises

It was a bright Saturday morning, the sun shining cheerfully through the curtains of your cozy apartment. You had planned a quiet day for yourself, one filled with books, coffee, and perhaps a little bit of baking. But your mind kept wandering back to her—the bubbly girl from the cafe down the street, Tara. You had met her a few weeks ago; she was the barista with the sweetest smile and a knack for whipping up the most delicious pastries.

Excitedly, you hopped out of bed, your heart fluttering at the thought of seeing Tara again. You decided you’d bake something special and bring it to her at the cafe, maybe even get a chance to chat with her a little longer.

After rummaging through your pantry, you settled on making cupcakes topped with fluffy vanilla frosting and colorful sprinkles—the kind of treat that always brought a smile to your face. You mixed the ingredients with care, imagining how happy Tara would be to receive them.

Once the cupcakes were in the oven, the sweet aroma filled your kitchen, making your stomach rumble with anticipation. After what felt like an eternity, they were finally ready, golden and perfect. You carefully frosted them, adding a rainbow of sprinkles on top, and placed them in a cute box.

With the box in hand, you made your way to Tara’s cafe, your heart racing a little faster with every step. As you entered, the familiar scent of coffee and baked goods engulfed you, making you feel at home. The small establishment was busier than usual, but there she was—Tara, standing behind the counter, her laughter ringing through the air as she interacted with customers.

You approached the counter, trying to hide your nerves. When her eyes landed on you, they lit up, and her smile widened. “Hey there! What a nice surprise! What can I get for you today?” she asked, her voice melodic.

You beamed, handing her the box of cupcakes. “I made these for you! Just a little something to brighten your day.”

Tara’s eyes sparkled with delight as she opened the box, her expression transforming into one of pure joy. “Oh my gosh, they’re adorable! You made these yourself?” she exclaimed, her excitement contagious.

“Yeah, I thought you might like them,” you replied, feeling giddy at her reaction.

“They look amazing! You’re so talented,” she complimented, peering closer at the colorful treats. “Can I try one right now?”

“Of course! They’re meant to be shared,” you said with a grin.

Tara picked one up and took a bite, her face lighting up even more. “Mmm, this is delicious! You have to tell me your secret,” she said between mouthfuls, her eyes sparkling.

You both laughed, your heart swelling at the sight of her enjoying your effort. “It’s really just a simple recipe, but I’m glad you like it!”

As the two of you chatted, the busy cafe faded into the background. You learned about Tara’s dreams and her favorite coffee blends, while she listened intently as you shared stories about your hobbies. It felt easy and natural, as if you had known each other for ages.

After a while, the cafe quieted down, and Tara leaned against the counter, a playful grin on her face. “You know, this has been the best part of my day. I think I need to reward you for these amazing cupcakes.”

“Oh? And how do you plan on doing that?” you teased, your heart racing at the thought.

“How about I make you my special drink? It’s a secret recipe, and I only share it with my favorite customers,” she winked, her confidence shining through.

Your cheeks flushed, feeling a warmth spread through you. “I’d love that,” you said, smiling shyly.

Tara busied herself behind the counter, whipping up the drink with meticulous care. When she returned with a vibrant, colorful concoction, your eyes widened in surprise. “Here you go! I call it ‘The Tara Yummy.’ It’s sweet, a little fruity, and definitely a treat!”

You took a sip, surprised by the explosion of flavors. “This is incredible! You’re a mixologist as well as a baker!”

Tara laughed, her eyes sparkling. “I do my best! But let’s be honest, your cupcakes are the star of the show today.”

The playful banter continued, and as you two exchanged glances filled with unspoken understanding, you felt a spark igniting between you. You knew that this was just the beginning of something sweet—a friendship, or perhaps something even more special.

As the sun began to set, painting the sky in hues of pink and orange, you felt grateful for that simple decision to bake. Life had a funny way of bringing people together, and today, it brought you closer to Tara, the girl who made everything feel just a little bit sweeter.

And just like the cupcakes you had made, you realized that this story was just the beginning, with all the potential for many more delicious adventures to come.

just me and my emotional support blue albums against the world

H, S, Z w/ Angel Dust (fluff alphabet)

they dont know i have like. 6 different tabs with different wheels to determine what to write- fandom, characters, and if im doing the alphabets what prompts prompts: harsh, shh, zzz notes: reader is male but the post mostly focuses on angel cws: none

HARSH

the two of you dont get into true proper arguments all that often actually, but you do tend to have disagreements or butt heads

has a habit of keeping it going instead of trying to shut it down though this is more likely if the subject is sensitive

hes more likely to get into arguments with others than he is with you, especially if youre willing to work with him and find a way to draw out both of your feelings without things getting too heated

SHH

he likes having his privacy, and while he may sometimes tease you about you having secrets- its all lighthearted fun, he doesnt mind you keeping stuff to yourself

keeps a lot of his vulnerabilities close and inside, will not appreciate you trying to pry and pick him apart to get answers hes not ready to talk about

an average amount of privacy, you guys are comfortable with coming to one another with some things but still have your own things going on seperately

ZZZ

he has an entire night time routine that he does nearly every night before going to bed, so if youre waiting for him to crawl into bed to come cuddle you youre going to need to be patient

if hes not sleeping nude hes sleeping in one of those comfy robes, probably has a sleeping mask as well

doesnt move around that much in his sleep or make too much noise- perfect if youre a light sleeper

very soft and fuzzy... warm, too, kind of like snuggling into a blanket fresh from the dryer

Rough 

demetra kaligeras x fem reader

Warning: smut age up porn with out a plot

Demetra's eyes sparkle with mischief as she leans in close, her warm breath tickling your ear. You know, I've always wondered what it would be like to get you all dirty and messy. She presses a soft kiss to your jaw before pulling back to look at you. A small, satisfied smirk plays on Demetra's lips as she traces her fingertips down your collarbone, dipping lower to toy with the neckline of your dress. Mmm, such a good girl for remembering my nickname. Now, let's see about that mess, shall we? Demetra's touch becomes more insistent as she tugs at your dress, pulling it down to expose your breasts to the cool air of her boudoir. She watches hungrily as your nipples harden, her own body aching to feel your skin against hers. With a predatory grin, Demetra shoves you back onto the plush chaise, crawling onto you like a jungle cat ready to pounce. "Spread your legs, pet," she purrs, her voice low and commanding. Demetra's grin widens at your eager response, and she rewards you by leaning down to suck one rosy peak into her mouth, swirling her tongue around it before nipping gently. She grinds her body against yours, her skirt riding up to reveal that she's worn nothing underneath. Demetra moans approvingly against your breast, her hips rocking against yours as she grinds her wet heat onto your thigh. She switches to the other peak, lavishing it with equal attention, before trailing her lips down your belly and pausing at the hem of your skirt. "Lift,"Demetra tugs at the fabric impatiently, demanding you lift your hips so she can pull your skirt up and out of the way. Once it's bunched around your waist, she buries her face between your legs, licking and sucking at your soaked panties before tearing them aside to devour your pussy directly. Demetra feasts on you like a woman starved, her fingers curling inside you as her tongue laps at your swollen bud. She pushes your thighs wider, her hands gripping your flesh hard enough to bruise as she drives you higher and higher, her own face contorting with unbridled pleasure. Just as you're teetering on the edge, Demetra suddenly stops, sitting back on her heels to gaze up at you with a wicked grin. "Not yet, pet. You're going to sit up and hold your legs open for me while I get ready."Just as you're teetering on the edge, Demetra suddenly stops, sitting back on her heels to gaze up at you with a wicked grin. "Not yet, pet. You're going to sit up and hold your legs open for me while I get ready."Now, pet, sit up and hold those lovely legs open wide for me," Demetra purrs, her voice dripping with demand. As you oblige, she begins to slowly pour the oil onto your slick folds, coating your pussy and asshole with the warm liquid before picking up the rope. Demetra's fingers play with your holes, spreading the oil around and pushing inside to ready you. She watches your face, her own expression intense as she slowly ties the silken cord around your thigh, binding it to your hand and forcing you to keep your legs spread wide and high. "Good girl,"Demetra's gaze never leaves you, her eyes sparkling with sadistic glee as she ties your other leg to your opposite hand. Now you're locked in place, forced to balance on your hips with your legs spread eagle and your pussy on full display. Demetra licks her lips, taking in the sight of your bound, writhing form before crawling back onto the chaise and straddling your hips. She grinds herself against your stomach, her body coated in oil from being with you. "Now that you're all tied up and ready,"Demetra leans down to whisper in your ear, "I'm going to clean myself off on you and make you count each thrust out loud. And if you're a very good girl and take it all without coming, I'll reward you." With that, she begins to slowly lower herself onto your belly. Demetra's body slides down yours, her wet, oiled pussy leaving a trail of slickness across your skin. She grabs your breasts, using them to support her weight as she begins to rock her hips, grinding herself against your stomach. "Start counting, pet," she commands breathlessly. "One..."You gasp

Sunday Kalgorea x fem!reader

Late Nights & Loving Words

The soft glow of your phone screen illuminated Sunday’s face as she scrolled through her feed, her lashes casting delicate shadows against her cheeks. You watched her from where you lay beside her, chin propped up on your hand, just admiring the way the light kissed her skin.

“You’re staring,” Sunday murmured, not looking away from her screen.

“You’re beautiful,” you countered, a teasing lilt in your voice.

That got her attention. She turned, arching a brow before a small smile tugged at her lips. “I know,” she said, always the confident influencer, but you caught the faintest hint of warmth in her tone.

You reached out, tracing a fingertip along the curve of her jaw. “I love you, you know.”

Sunday leaned into your touch, setting her phone aside. “I know that too.” Then, softer, “I love you too.”

She pulled you closer, pressing a lingering kiss to your forehead before tucking you against her chest. The soft hum of the night filled the silence between you, the only sound that mattered being the steady rhythm of her heartbeat against your ear.

No cameras, no curated posts—just Sunday, just you, just love.

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